I met Lucky Joe early in 1901 when I stowed away aboard the Elginshire out of Liverpool, England. Joe felt that all his luck came from divine intervention for which he was most grateful and quick to give the glory-and testament. We were both bound for San Francisco, where it was rumored the streets were paved with gold. Shanghaied off the wharf of San Francisco aboard a whaler, however, proved to be a horrendous near death experience side-tracking our prospecting adventure in Sonora, California.
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I met Lucky Joe early in 1901 when I stowed away aboard the Elginshire out of Liverpool, England. Joe felt that all his luck came from divine intervention for which he was most grateful and quick to give the glory-and testament. We were both bound for San Francisco, where it was rumored the streets were paved with gold. Shanghaied off the wharf of San Francisco aboard a whaler, however, proved to be a horrendous near death experience side-tracking our prospecting adventure in Sonora, California.
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